I worked with an ex boxer who once took the night off to go to a boxing reunion in Liverpool.
Much the same happened, and he laid waste to three muggers outside Lime St station, but he didn't particularly like the police either, and there was an ugly stand off over the bodies of his victims.
The police phoned work at 2 in the morning to see if we'd vouch for a Mr *******, (who they seemed to suspect was a care in the community patient for some reason) and agreed to let him go on his way when we assured them he was who he said he was.
No charges were ever brought...

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Hey, this is Europe. We took it from nobody; we won it from the bare soil that the ice left.
The bones of our ancestors and the stones of their works are everywhere.